Chapter 16
Wu Xiaohong asked suspiciously, "It really wasn’t you who filmed it?"
"If I filmed it, then I’m Blackie," Wu Song shot back immediately.
"Get lost, what kind of bullshit are you talking about." Wu Xiaohong spat at Wu Song, not letting him talk nonsense.
After all, if Wu Song was Blackie, then wouldn’t she, Wu Xiaohong, be Yellowie?
"Alright, cut it out, let’s hurry up and catch some fish," Sun Taoxiang called them over.
Wu Song and Wu Xiaohong both nodded and followed Sun Taoxiang to go fish catching.
After more than two hours, the three of them came back hauling another snakeskin bag full of fish.
Laughing and chatting, they made their way home.
But who would’ve thought, just as they reached the doorstep, Wang Damei kicked open Wu Song’s door and came out, blocking Wu Song’s path.
"Wu Song! Was it you who filmed that video?!" Wang Damei jabbed a finger at Wu Song’s nose and yelled angrily.
Her two big tits practically bounced out of control from the way she moved.
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Wu Song stared at Wang Damei, not bothered by her tone or her question, but instead staring at her face and her tits, shocked in his heart.